Chapter Eighty-Five: The Wasteland Is Full of Order

Chen Yusheng is a brainless fat man, a sick disciple of Shushan before going out of the mountain gate for the first time. Celery is a disciple of the Taoist temple of Zen Mountain, basically never went down the mountain, and wandered among the mountains and fields of the temple and Taoist temple all the year round. Lu Yan doesn't have to think about it, his brain is a tendon, and he has never seen anything in the world. The only person who can be counted on is Guan Zhiheng, who has not yet come out of his sadness, even if he is in a normal state, he is a poor person with a dead brain and few eyes......

Such a combination, four pure-bred little men, Lu Fei has the intention to deceive, and he is really handy.

Guan Zhiheng was tricked away by a stranger and went to the fourth floor.

The remaining three little men were dazzled by the dazzling Oiran Meiji on the second floor, and everyone else was sending flowers, some people asked them to choose a few, brought tea for them to drink, and handed them a few wooden signs, arching the fire for them to follow.

In the chaotic and lively atmosphere, a large amount of silver will be 'spent' in a while.

The Iron Armor Sect came to collect the money, which of them could take it out?

They couldn't take it out, and there were well-wishers next to them who wanted to lend it to them, and they didn't wait for their consent to hand over the money. When Guan Zhiheng came down from the fourth floor in a daze, Chen Yusheng had already quarreled with the other party, and Lu Yan and Celery were even detained and pressed to the ground.

"It is only natural to repay debts. ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't have money, you strip naked and go for a swim in the Taiping River. ”

"We take care of this matter, it's useless to say that it is useless, either pay back the money or jump into the river. ”

Ning Hongdou stood next to him and listened to it for a while, and then understood: "Someone is doing a black hand behind his back, this is a deliberate trick." ”

Looking around, in the crowd, Lu Fei and Shen Meier were smiling, whispering, and even talking to those 'creditors' from time to time.

Soon.

Ning Hongdou's eyes penetrated the crowd and looked at Lu Fei, and then she saw Lu Fei say to herself in spoken language: "Debt repayment, if you don't have money, go to the deck and jump into the river, if you don't jump, they will have to jump together." It's cold, and the water in the Taiping River will eat people, so think about it. ”

Guan Zhuheng was trying to explain to a few deacons of the Iron Armor Sect at this time: "My three younger brothers, they don't understand the rules, the flowers they send out indiscriminately are unintentional, they don't know how to charge for those teas, and the bet on the Oiran is not the original intention at all, they don't know what the wooden brand means, you see, can you waive their fees?"

Although Celery is a disciple of the Zen Mountain Taoist Temple, the rules are the rules, and without the rules, the signboard of the Iron Armor Sect will be destroyed.

That's a big deal!

What's more, now it is not the entanglement between the Tiejia Sect and Chen Yusheng at all, the money was lent out by Lu Fei, and there is no mistake in the accounts of the Tiejia Sect.

The repayment of the money is also repaid to Lu Fei.

It is wrong to find the creditor vertically and horizontally.

And Lu Fei was very measured: "I give the Iron Armor Sect face, money, a lot of money, I won't hurt people." Guarantee in advance that if you don't kill people and don't see blood, you will lose face at most. The Taiping River is very cold, but if the person who jumps down is a sword cultivator like Ning Hongdou, there is definitely no need to worry about safety. ”

It's simple, it's straightforward, and even a little rudimentary. Lu Fei is bullying Chen Yusheng, and several boys are fledgling rookies, and the target of the routine is the three of them, but the target is directly aimed at Ning Hongdou, which is obviously to let her come out and take the blame.

Aren't you very good at fighting, you can fight another one and I'll see, this cultivation world is not the only way to bully people in fighting. Brains, brains, killing without seeing blood is the most disgusting.

Sneering, ridiculing, mocking, Lu Fei waited for Ning Hongdou to beg him, he was ready to teach this wild girl a lesson, and tell her: "What are the rules." ”

Ning Hongdou looked at Lu Fei, and then quickly figured out the crux of the problem: "This is for yourself." ”

Step by step, he walked in front of Lu Fei and Shen Meier: "Let them go, it has nothing to do with them, something is coming at me." ”

Lu Feipi didn't smile.

Shen Meier didn't smile at her.

Fake smile, laugh so fake that it can't work.

Lu Fei looked at Ning Hongdou's attitude, the corners of his mouth curled, and he waved his hand behind him, and a strong man with a sword walked out directly: "The disciple of the Shen family's sword furnace asks the girl for a lesson or two, and the point is up." ”

As soon as this person finished speaking, he brushed it, and seventeen strong men with swords came out neatly: "The disciples of the Shen family's sword furnace ask the girl for a lesson or two, and the point is over." ”

Finally, in unison, he said, "Please take out the sword first." ”

As soon as the words fell, a sword was thrown over, and eighteen strong men in uniform clothes, the sword body was shocked, and the three-foot-long sword qi appeared out of thin air, all of them were cultivators of the second realm of the sword. The Shen family sword furnace is worthy of being the Shen family sword furnace, this pomp, this formation, is arrogant enough.

Lu Fei is also worthy of being the senior brother of the Shen family's sword furnace, and he directed such a good show in a short period of time, and the purpose was just to vent his evil anger to his junior sister.

Pit money.

Do the set.

Compare swords.

Punish people and punish people's hearts, leaving no room for anything, even the deacon of the dragon boat is not good to say anything, people have given the Iron Armor Sect face, and the Iron Armor Sect can't help but accept it. The Zenshan Taoist Temple is a friend of the sect master, but the Shen family sword furnace itself is a big sect, and the general's mansion and the queen of the Tang Kingdom are standing behind, who doesn't know the power of these two now?

The most important thing is that Lu Fei has already hinted in private that he will never embarrass celery, but just wants to teach Ning Hongdou a lesson.

Ning Hongdou is very irritable, very irritable, she doesn't like trouble, but trouble will always come to the door by herself. Just because he didn't pour wine for Shen Meier, Chen Yusheng, who followed him upstairs, was trapped, and the money was taken again, Wen Dou went to jump into the river, and Wu Dou had to 'point to the end' with the eighteen sword cultivators of the Second Realm.

"Stop?"

"The ghost will really come to an end!"

"As soon as the wheel battle kills Ning Hongdou on time, just look at the eyes of those people. ”

Ye Piaoling told Ning Hongdou before: "Where there are people, there is practice, and people are practicing, and they can't help it." ”

Sometimes Ning Hongdou was thinking, "What is the real cultivation like, what are the rules of the cultivation world?"

Slowly, Ning Hongdou seemed to figure out some flavor: "The stories are really all deceitful, what bullshit sword heroes and tender chivalrous women are all legends, word-of-mouth rhetoric." It's all to attract stubble after stubble of young men, stupidly fall in, and use their lives to replenish the fresh blood of this cold world. ”

Think about it carefully: "The world of cultivators is itself a wasteland covered with snow, and the wasteland is full of order and routines, where can there be room for the enthusiasm and illusory impulses of rookies." ”

"Those beautiful stories are all used to deceive rookies. ”

"If you spill too much blood, you will die. ”

"But that's the rule. ”

"Without these, how can the people on the pyramid enjoy the story and enjoy the cold world they have created together, how boring it is. ”

Ning Hongdou looked at the deacon of the Iron Armor Sect who didn't say a word, looked at Lu Fei and Shen Mei'er who didn't smile, and then looked at Guan Zhiheng and Chen Yusheng who were flushed, as well as Lu Yan and Celery who were at a loss, and didn't speak, but a bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.